The other day Michael asked me,
“Can you explain more what you mean about reality justifying itself. How does it do that? To whom? How is there no interpretive layer there from a person?”
I’ll begin with a few minor clarifications. When I use the word “justification”, I’m meaning that it can be shown to be right and reasonable. By reality, I’m referring to the sum total of what everyone living in the world consciously experiences. If there is some “outside” world of which no entity, not even God is experiencing, I don’t see any point talking about it. Primacy is given to the subjective conscious experiences of individual living entities (animals, people, etc).
I want you to imagine a very different sort of world. Imagine you simply “wake up” and find yourself as this flower sprouting in a sea of color. Slowly you’re watching this color around you coalesce into other flowers and soon you’re surrounded. Everything is glimmering and you feel pure joy and ecstasy. Soon stems grow from your base and it’s a glorious sensation. It’s soft, warm, and very pleasant. Soon you’re standing on this stage of flowers and they’re all twirling. As time passes, other “flower people” are being born and they’re joining you.
You and all the flower people go into this vibrant dance, skimming across the glowing waters, hopping onto flower petals, and spinning your partners. There is a wind, and as it skims through the leaves, a musical melody plays in the background. Everyone feels loved and adored, with a part to play in this dance. Also, everyone just knows what to do. There are no mistakes.
After several such dances, everyone takes hold of one another and falls into the water, painlessly dissolving like ink into a sea of bliss. This process just keeps going on and on with new conscious observers coming into this reality and leaving.
Compare that to our world. We’re born as a bloody mass which is painfully shoved out of our mother’s womb in agony and pain. We males then have our penises mutilated and enter this world of confusion, violence, and death. We look around us and every living thing is at war with everything else. The powerful oppress the weak. There is no justice. Being good is often not rewarded at all. Evil people get ahead. As for the animals, they’re all eating one another for nourishment. Every other life-form before us has died and most all species have went extinct. The world we live in is violent, and doesn’t seem to care about our existence at all.
There are storms, tornadoes, and hurricanes. There is cancer, ebola, and ISIS. It’s hot and then it’s cold. Giant fireballs burn in space, shooting out cosmic rays which will give us cancer if we’re exposed to them directly. We’re fragile and watch our bodies slowly lose strength as we age. We have a weak intellect with no inkling what to do. We don’t know who we are, what we are, or how all of this came into being. We have no purpose or plan. We cry out for these things, and even make out bearded men and women in the sky to give our lives meaning. To exist we have to take jobs which are boring, tedious, and exhausting. Need I go on?
So what do I mean by reality standing alone? What am I talking about when I talk about reality justifying itself?
It has nothing to do with the the laws of physics. There’s no reason to care whether a particular conscious experience is made of matter or something else. What matters is the quality of the conscious experience.
Instead of thinking of physics as describing some world “out there”, think of it as a way of predicting what you will experience next. There is a stream of conscious experiences and you’re in that flow. Physics can give you probabilities of what will happen next in certain types of situations. It’s patterns of conscious experience, not reality itself. You and your experiences are the true reality.
Now to talk about reality standing alone. The world of the flower people stands alone. If you’re born and living in that world, it doesn’t need you to “fix” it. In some sense it’s already perfect. To exist and flow within it is a state of perfection. The flower world takes you, holds you, and guides you through a series of perfect conscious moments. Our world does not.
In our world happiness is used as bait. It’s held out like a carrot on a stick. You have to chase after it and hope that your actions eventually lead to a reality which is enjoyable. Considering the human condition, no matter what actions you choose, you will watch everything you love and care about rot as well, assuming you don’t die and rot first. Overall, it’s a quest we all have to eventually fail.
We exist in a state of ignorance rarely knowing where our decisions will lead us. Our happiness is deeply intertwined with chance. Our most important life choices are gambles and we live in a state of constant apprehension and worry.
Our world’s game is, “Fix the world around you or suffer.” And if you make a mistake, you will suffer. Like slaves, we’re beaten with suffering, and “hope”, as much as it’s praised, is really a belief that hopefully that suffering will relent and we’ll experience joy once again. Short periods of relief and happiness are what we live for.
So why do I use the term “stand alone”? As you probably know, I’ve worked as a computer programmer for most of my life. When you compile computer code into an executable program which can run on a person’s computer, you can either compile the code stand-alone, meaning the executable is able to run on its own, or you can make it dependent on other code libraries in order to function. Without those libraries, if you double-click the executable to run it, it will say, “Error: blah.dll is missing”.
As far as conscious experience goes, our world is not stand-alone. Living observers can’t plug into it and be pleased with the outcome unless they really play this game of life well. You may say, “But Jason, this universe can run itself. It was here a long time before any of us were born.” Yeah, and it’ll be here after we’re gone too. That’s not really saying much. If none of us are here to experience it, who cares? And if we are here to experience it, why is this place such a fixer-upper? Why do we have to fix anything up, especially considering this world is temporary and will eventually fade back into nothingness?
Maybe I can put it all another way? Reality stands alone when happiness is assumed and given without any conditions. To exist, you should be happy and not suffer. In a stand-alone world, happiness is not a pursuit. It’s not hoped for, it just is always there. Reality no longer stands alone when happiness becomes a capricious fairy which comes and goes on its own whims.
The flower people live in a stand-alone, perfect world. They don’t have to earn anything. They don’t have to hope for happiness, they simply have it at all times.
One last point before ending this. I’ve often used the word “stand-alone” when talking about consciousness as well. I often find myself saying that all conscious experiences stand-alone. As you sit in your room, petting your cat, sipping a cup of tea, no words are necessary to tell you what it’s like to be you. You simply know what it’s like to be you, having the experiences you’re having. Words will only distract your attention away from who and what you are, dulling the experience of being you.
That may seem to contradict what I said earlier, about us not knowing who we are. It’s true, we live in a state of ignorance in this life, but that’s not really what I meant. That’s more referring to an understanding of your desires, expectations, etc. We don’t know what will make us feel happy, so we just go out and try different things. Slowly we learn things about ourselves and this world, but that’s just another way of saying what I was saying before. We’re chasing after happiness, like bait on a string. But we all know that we’re having experiences and that we’re alive, in this world, at least for now.